As liquor continued to flow, the group became casual with each other and began to chat in smaller parties. They talked about their back-breaking work, low salaries, and so on.Clyde and Jennifer retreated to a corner, making out shamelessly. So did other younger couples in the group. The expensive wine and glamorous ambiance made everyone horny. Isabella saw the public display of affection and blushed, while Tyler was basically unperturbed. He just wanted the party to end soon."Jen… I need a favor," Clyde whispered into his girlfriend's ear."What is it?" Jennifer asked. She hoped he wouldn't ask her for sex all of a sudden.Clyde wasn't exactly an attractive man in appearance or personality. She stuck to him for her underserved job and romantic gifts. The young woman allowed Clyde to kiss and touch her, but that is where she drew the line. Even intoxicated with liquor, Jennifer couldn't sleep with him."I want you to spill a drink on Isabella…" Clyde whispered."But why?" she asked
“Don’t worry about it,” Isabella said, seeing Tyler lost in thought. She wrapped his coat tighter around herself. With only a bra inside, the fabric felt rough on her smooth, exposed skin. However, the coat warmed her as if she were swaddled in a thick blanket.Isabella’s anxiety and uncertainty vanished magically. She thought it was because of Tyler’s presence only. Little did the beauty know that the remnants of mystical energy in his coat were healing her.Isabella tugged at the young man’s sleeve. “Let’s go back to the party. I’m feeling better now.”“Could you continue without me?” Tyler replied, visibly distracted. “I will be right back. I‘ll hand over your wet shirt to the attendant in the lobby. They’ll dry wash it, and we’ll collect it before leaving. ”“Sure…” the young woman replied with a shrug. “Come soon. I feel lonely in the Skyline group.”As soon as Isabella left, Tyler proceeded to the plaza’s junction. It had four corridors leading to different sections of the estab
"Please!" Jasper begged as blood and tears mixed under his eyes. "Don't kill me!"Tyler's face was an impenetrable mask. "An innocent woman's honor means nothing to you! Scum like you don't deserve to live!""Please! I have a wife and kids!" the man wailed. "They will be helpless without me! Have mercy!"Tyler paused and lowered his hand. He went into reflection. Had he ever considered the repercussions of killing a stranger? The young man had wiped out the Hux gang because they kidnapped and were about to violate his sister. But what about their families?In human society, crime was penalized based on the severity of actions. The punishment wasn't decided based on how it would affect the convict's family. Undoubtedly, the Grants weren't spared when Tyler was falsely accused and sent to prison. Then why should anybody else get relief from the sword of justice?But then, was Jasper's crime severe enough to warrant death? Was Tyler merciless because the victim
"Two hundred thousand?" Barney exclaimed, jumping to his feet. "Did we hire the entire plaza for a day or what?"Isabella also spoke up excitedly. "We've been calculating prices from the menu, mister! It sums up to about fifty grand. Just because this is our first time at Hilton Plaza doesn't mean you'll trick and overcharge us! That's unfair and illegal!""Please keep your voice down," the maître d' said condescendingly. "This is the elite Hilton Plaza and not your daily flea market of the suburbs! Here, you can't haggle and bargain like peasants to reduce the prices! The final bill is accurate and inflexible! You must pay it, or you are looking at a lot of trouble!"Tyler put a reassuring hand over Barney's shoulder and made him sit down. He then took the maître d's bill and pored over it."Hmm. Could you explain why the final bill is so high? Our group consumed food and wine equivalent only to a small buffet. How did you arrive at the bill prices almost three to four times the actu
Tyler nodded silently, much to the surprise of everyone else. They wondered what possessed him to accept such a challenge.Boons Hilton scoffed and approached the young man. He took the GIB card from him and walked over to the POS machine."Tyler, don't risk everything like this," Isabella murmured with concern. However, a reassuring look from him gave her a pause.The young man had walked into Cinderella Bar and Agency, gone against the Red Viper Gang, and survived. It was time for Isabella to show some faith. She nodded at him with a look that said I TRUST YOU.Boons swiped the GIB card with a smug expression. He entered the bill amount and pressed the OK button, tapping his nails on the table expectantly. Finally, the task the boss had allotted him would be complete. Once the payment failed, he could order the bouncers to beat up Tyler.Everyone else present waited with bated breath. They wondered if Tyler really had the funds to pay two hundred grand.Perhaps he was using his fath
All it took was a split second. Nobody saw it coming. One moment, Tyler’s fate appeared to be sealed. The next moment, the baton-wielding guards found themselves on the floor, writhing in pain. They had swollen and bloody faces and broken and bruised limbs, and their weapons lay abandoned and shattered.What the hell happened?Tyler stood in place, not even having broken sweat. He smiled ever so slightly as if he knew the consequences already.“Do you guys want more?” he asked the guards coldly. “Or have you given up?”Tyler had chosen not to kill anybody in the presence of innocents. The battered men wailed out in misery.“No, please! Mercy!”“It hurts!”“We made a mistake!”They crawled out on all fours or staggered out on twos from the hall. They were burly, intimidating men just a moment back. Now, they had been reduced to worms and mice.Boons Hilton’s jaw looked like it was heading to the floor in shock. Even Tyler’s colleagues were bewildered beyond belief. Whatever happened was
Jennifer and Isabella jumped to their feet and backed away against the wall. Their faces showed a mixture of fear and surprise. The price of sparing their lives was to spend a night with Boons, the lewd general manager. Did they really live in the free world?“Are you out of your mind?” Isabella spat, putting on a defiant face. “How dare you make such a disgusting offer! Jennifer and I are not for sale! Creep!”Boons laughed aloud and smacked his lips. “Oh, you’re a feisty one, aren’t you? Tonight, I’ll break your will and corrupt you!”Jennifer was utterly speechless. She looked towards her boyfriend for help and whispered something inaudible. The young woman was so affected by the life-and-death situation that she couldn’t even form any words.“Uh… Mr. Hilton…” Clyde stammered, gathering some courage. “Jennifer is my girlfriend. Please, can you spare her?”Boons Hilton broke into spontaneous laughter, and his followers joined him. “What? She’s your girl? How did that happen?”He tur
Dwayne Mosby was on a romantic dinner with his young wife, Michaela, in a top-notch Italian restaurant. He was in a loose Armani suit, while his slender wife wore a red Dolce and Gabbana dress. Nobody disturbed their lovey-dovey time together.The Italian restaurant's manager had actually completely evacuated the seats upon Dwayne's arrival. After all, the latter was the reigning mafia leader of Petra County and commanded militia armies. When he walked into any establishment, it was deemed reserved for him."Honey… How come you finally found time to take me out on a classy dinner?" Michaela asked, giggling. "You're always busy in your mafioso fights.""Sweetheart…" Dwayne began, holding her dainty hand. He was pleased to see his wife cheerful after a long time. Usually, a gangster of his stature had to spend most of the day dealing with turf wars. It interfered with his marital relationship."There used to be a time when I had constant challenges from other gangs. Now, after Chet Bark